just do it.

brian is from illinois.

"brian, does it bug you when people

pronounce illinois with an 's' ?"

"not really. it just shows how uneducated they are."

where do you go when you can't go home?

holy cow!

(there is a wikipedia page for

"holy cow." what the?)

it's june. on wednesday.

where has the year gone?

it's practically half over already.

do you realize that?

we're celebrating the end of may

with a few fun things:

1. taylor o. got a new phone.

2. we can text thatcher now.

3. we're going to jerusalem in 90 days.

next,

memorial day is always a good day to

remember things.

we're remembering all the men and women

who have served and given their lives

so that we can enjoy the liberties

and freedom that we do everyday.

thank you.

also, any sort of holiday during

a scheduled school year at the

wasatch running center

=

lots of families and lots of obnoxious,

hyper kids, running around, tearing

things off the walls and riding

the fitting stools like race cars up and

down the track.

in other words, death.

metaphorically speaking, of course.

anyway.

keep reading.

keep running.

keep being funny.

bye.

p.s. shout out to brandon,

(yes, you're getting an early shout out)

we're excited for your 3-flavored cake!

i have a story to tell you.

these were taken two years ago

on one of our last days with thatcher olson.

tomorrow, we'll have some new pictures

of the first moments of his return.

it's been TWO YEARS!

tomorrow can't come fast enough.

you can't play on broken strings.

1. thatcher bryce olson comes home in less

than 2 days. we're not excited at all.

2. these are our friends

kelly and alison.

we think they're cool and nice and neat.

we think hannah is cool too.

let's get a picture, han.

(she is going to read this).

taylor o. is wearing her fancy noteworthy

outfit, because she is fancy and in noteworthy.

taylor b. is wearing a striped shirt,

because she likes stripes and shirts.

3. the rain is beautiful and wonderful

and we love it.

taylor b. especially loves listening to it

when it wakes her up in the middle of the night.

and she loves listening to taylor o. beat

box in the middle of the night.

a chorus of pure bliss.

"music to the ears," one might say.

4. speaking of music,

taylor b. is going to study for a test now,

while taylor o. takes a nap.

because we like studying and napping.

what does that have to do with music?

each morning, i wake up.

just a quick update.

THATCHER COMES HOME IN 5 DAYS.

five.

high-five!

don't judge a post my its comments.

a couple weeks ago,

we had something real happen to us.

we watched a man attempt to set himself

on fire in the middle of a busy intersection.

what the?

okay, yes.

it all started with a seemingly mundane

bike ride to the local 7/11 to return a few redbox movies.

when we arrived, there was a crowd

of rather peculiar persons lingering in front of the store.

what the?

we of course thought nothing of the cocktail

of strange people. normal.

but it wasn't normal.

finally, we noticed a common feature they all shared.

mullets and cigarettes? no.

they were all staring in the direction

of the nearest intersection.

duh.

we joined the club and what did we see?

a man, standing in his underwear

drawing a circle around himself with lighter fluid.

what the?

then, with a little spray of WD-40,

he attempted to light himself on fire.

are we serious? incredibly.

as if the night could get any stranger.

(clearly, that means the night got stranger.)

the store clerk ran out from behind the counter

and joined the club (pretty elite by now),

all the while wailing about how the lighter fluid

and WD-40 was stolen.

hello, ma'am? don't care.

our slightly psychotic friend then ran from

his circle of flaming trust (ha. punny.) to the nearest dumpster

and started pulling wooden lighting crates out,

with an attempt to break them with

his overwhelming strength and underwhelming stupidity.

only then did our local police force arrive.

they chased down dr. pyro for about 100m

before blasting him with a taser.

yes, we watched him get tasered,

and yes, we watched him superman onto the blacktop.

what the?

luckily, the officers asked us to fill out a police report.

moral of the story?

1. that tingly feeling taylor b. gets in her knees

when she is supposed to bring a camera along?

she shouldn't blow it off.

sixth sense.

2. what the?

p.s. here are some phone images:

image 1 : us waiting for reports to fill out.

image 2: taylor o. with police car in background.

bike rides every day and lunch trays every night.

it's that time again:

where we blog.

this time is different though,

because we have something real to blog about.

normally we just blog about fake things.

see this place?

we call it, Jerusalem, Israel.

anyway. on august 31st, 2011,

we're going to get straight on a plane

and fly ourselves over there.

(well, we won't be flying anything, obviously.)

then we're going to stay there

for a few months at the BYU jerusalem center.

just, you know, because.

we're best friends and study pals,

blogging partners, and running buddies

and now we're going to do all of those

things in the holy land this fall.

together. always together.

sorry it's taken so long to announce.

it's just like our friend laura told us:

"it's sort of like how pregnant women

don't tell people they're pregnant until

the second trimester."

exactly.

so, yeah.

great, huh?

we have some great plans for this place,

(aka our blog)

in case you were wondering.

happy sunday.

it's my life.

1. ice cream cones on our bicycles.

2. veggie avocado sandwiches.

3. catch in the park.

4. bicycle flash mob.

5. blossom petals blowing off the trees.

6. overall shorts and sandals.

7. sunshine.

8. a great book and visits from old friends.

just a few things (8 things, to be precise)

that made friday one of the best days yet.

spring semester is rockin'.

aceto balsamico.

taylor b. here.

i'm pretty passionate about current events,

and currently, the event everyone is talking about

is obviously the death of usama bin laden.

after much thought and research,

i've formulated an opinion.

my intent as a writer and as an involved

citizen is not to promote disdain or "prove" anything,

but to provoke thought among those

who are also interested in the same things i'm passionate about.

i hope i'm able to do that

if you so choose to read what i have to say,

which you can find here.

yes, i know, this is not a typical "taylor squared" post,

but i felt it acceptable to share at this time.

in other news, we do have some news for y'all.

stay tuned.

bai.